I have a personal story to share. In 2015, my son Doug reminded me that I used to write poems about his class at the end of every elementary school year. I had forgotten about that side of myself, but the recovery began almost instantaneously—and I started writing poetry again.
For health, peace and love
Every day!
To heal all injuries
I love you endlessly
I’d like to do a shout out to our bods. A gratitude self hug and a big warm virtual group hug to the very thing that allows us to move through each and every day, and our very own piggyback ride for the soul to carry us, to live and love.
I wrote this poem in the wake of the heartbreaking news of the Orlando night club incident last summer, however I’m once again reminded of these words after the news of the Las Vegas shooting this weekend. These incomprehensible tragedies have shocked and saddened me beyond belief. I didn’t think this is where we would be in the world. It’s overwhelming.